So. It was IB. All the big guys (standards) are fit as a fiddle.
The banties, being so young, apparently didn't handle it well and all but one went to the great chicken coop in the sky.
The one...is now having serious seperation anxiety, and freaks out if I leave him (I think its a roo) in his little cage. So, what do I do to keep him from throwing himself bodily against the bars in desperation?
Take a look for yourself. >.<
Now I am afraid I will have a shoulder chicken (and the dirt to go with) for the rest of his little natural life. Gah!
The banties, being so young, apparently didn't handle it well and all but one went to the great chicken coop in the sky.
The one...is now having serious seperation anxiety, and freaks out if I leave him (I think its a roo) in his little cage. So, what do I do to keep him from throwing himself bodily against the bars in desperation?
Take a look for yourself. >.<
Now I am afraid I will have a shoulder chicken (and the dirt to go with) for the rest of his little natural life. Gah!